Muzak

We learn much about what other people think of us from the music they associate us with. We were traveling by cab (a Merc, ahem) from Zurich airport station to the hotel and my colleague asks the cab driver (in that flamboyant quasi-Italian accent some of us adopt when speaking to a foreigner who we think might not know English well): “Can you play us some music please? Anything you think appropriate.”
So the driver grunts, surfs through various radio stations, moves from classical music (Wagner etc) to the gentle waft of pipe tunes, rejects them all ... and finally settles on Britney Spears.